However, it doesn't matter, this pain is still within his range.
The lame man just snorted twice, but didn't answer.
Ye Wudao smiled slightly and said, "The second question, is your master called Miao Qi, he is the devil you said."
snort!
Ye Lame snorted coldly, turned his head away, and ignored Ye Wudao.
"It's interesting!" Ye Wudao flicked it casually, and the second silver needle accurately pierced Ye Cripple's pain point.
what!
The pain of the second needle was dozens of times that of the first needle.
This time, the lame man couldn't help screaming in pain.
Now he felt that the stabbed part was on fire, like being drenched in sulfuric acid, and the pain was unbearable.
Even his breathing became much more difficult, and he was dripping with cold sweat.
He couldn't stop looking at the silver needle in Ye Wudao's hand.
Is this a fucking silver needle?
How could the silver needle bring so much pain to people, it hurts more than cutting out the flesh!
What the hell!
How to do how to do? If the pain continues to increase at this rate, the third injection is estimated to kill him.
Ye Wudao asked the third question: "The villagers who died in Huangsha Mountain in the past were also killed by you using this method? What is your purpose?"
The lame man hesitated for a moment, thinking about whether he should answer.
But just after such a hesitation, the third silver needle "arrived on schedule" and pierced into Ye Cripple's body!
Ah ah ah!
The severe pain this time made Ye Laizi go into shock on the spot.
After an unknown period of time, Ye Laizi gradually regained consciousness. His brain roared and his head was dizzy, as if he had just been hit with a sap, and the pain remained the same.
Ye Wudao grinned: "The fourth question..."
This time, the lame man completely collapsed.
The pain caused by the silver needle is multiplying and multiplying. The third needle had almost cost him his old life. If it were increased several times, his few lives would not be enough.
Before Ye Wudao could open his mouth, Ye Crippled immediately cried: "The hero spares his life, the hero spares his life. I said, can't I say it?"
"I'm sure I can't stop talking, don't give me needles, don't give me needles, I really can't stand it."
Ye lame admits the cowardice, attracting a burst of contempt from Lone Wolf and the others.
"Hoho, didn't you just talk too hard, that's all?"
"Hey, keep pushing down, don't make me look down on you."
"Now children don't cry when they get acupuncture, and you're still crying like a motherfucker. Do you want to nod your face?"
Ye Crippy scolded these people in his heart: You fucking stand and talk without back pain, can this be compared to giving a needle to a child? You bull noses, you go on, light will have a fart in your mouth!
Ye Wudao waved his hand, and the mockery of Lone Wolf and the others stopped.
Ye Wudao asked, "Who is your master, is he called Miao Qi?"
Ye Lame said: "I don't know much about the master, and I don't know his name. He just asked me to call him master."
Ye Wudao glared at the lame man angrily: "Isn't it honest?"
This look almost frightened the lame man insane, and he quickly said, "I really don't know. The master doesn't want to say his name, so how could a servant of mine be so embarrassed to ask the master's name?"
Looking at Ye Lame's expression, it doesn't seem like he was pretending, Ye Wudao believed him.
Ye Wudao took out the portrait of the Great Wu Miao period and showed it to the lame man: "Look, this is your master."
Ye Laizi glanced at Da Wu Miaoqi at will, and sighed: "You may not believe it when you say it, but in fact, I have never even seen the master's face once."
Lone Wolf: "Fuck your motherfucker, you are fooling us for fools. You have never seen his face, how can you recognize him as a master!"
Ye Lame quickly explained: "I'll be honest, I've never seen the face of the master. My communication with the master is like today. He hid in the dark and gave me orders through voice transmission!"
"As for how I recognize him as the master, that's a long story." JrNovels.com